Lemonade
Title | Lemonade |
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Artist | WSTRN |
Album | WSTRN Season, Vol. 2 |
Release Date | 2019-08-30 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Intro: Louis Rei] This that, motivated Hustle [Verse 1: Louis Rei] Motivated hustle Bro, this off the muscle Weight all on my shoulders, I can't focus on the trouble Weighing heavy on my heart 'Cause I'd be bench-pressing on the metal Done dirt, homie, go and get the Dettol Still clean-hearted Now it seems half the scene's charted, off what we started I ain't dimming n****s though, they know how we spark it If you ain't making hits, how do you meet targets? Tryna increase margins But it’s hard to be legit and pay the rent On the way home tryna figure how much money I spent She ain’t gone nowhere But my girl told me she’s coming again Shit, I'm getting qweffed If you want, behind your dress Getting inked up While my brother in the pen What you think, cuz? They just fucking with your head Since we linked up Nothing but trouble for the ends I can’t put my life in 16 bars cause it’d be large, n**** My life’s a movie but you know I play my part, n**** You could do it, just depends on what’s in your heart, n**** I’m shedding light because I’m coming from the dark, n**** Elevation, don’t be stuck in preservation See my old scales? I had to start re-calibrating Simple elementary where numbers calculating Burners on my brain got me burning on the sage Life is priceless so how you feeling worthless at this age, huh? [Chorus: Haile] I can't tell you my story in a sixteen From the sticks to the bricks You could sow seeds From a drop to a stream, feed the whole team When they release my bro We ain’t never going back to being broke Still n****s rob me, can’t get away from the store (Ah, ah, ah, ah) Yeah, I just pray for change Life was sour now I'm mixing up this lemonade (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah) It's only real shit so we say it (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah) You made that bed so now you lay in it [Verse 2: Louis Rei] Ah, ay yo Hustle-motivated My hustle motivated Dusting in the third lane, I’m puffing on the flavours Trick-tronic shifting It ain't nothing for a spaceship Catch me if you can Switch gears, 6 in Then it's Madeleine McCann I’m allocating time, that’s how balance all them plans Due to lack of options, started balancing them grams Only God can judge me, not a man with gavel in his 'and It's madness where I’m— Ay yo, there’s passion in my raps Spin a verse like it's discus Pussies keep on lying through their whiskers Chinese whispers So I keep present like it's Christmas Free all of my hittas, that’s my wish list This is Nothing like you heard before Show the same you when them curtains drawn Had rainy days, I could firm the storm Had to persevere, wilder in my early years Now I’m getting older, I have to show you on the surfaces Shit You might also like[Chorus: Haile] I can't tell you my story in a sixteen From the sticks to the bricks You could sow seeds From a drop to a stream, feed the whole team When they release my bro We ain’t never going back to being broke Still n****s rob me, can’t get away from the store (Ah, ah, ah, ah) Yeah, I just pray for change Life was sour now I'm mixing up this lemonade (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah) It's only real shit so we say it (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah) You made that bed so now you lay in it You made that bed so now you lay in it You made that bed so now you lay in it [Outro] "Yo, yo, yo, it's ya boy Akelle. I just wanna big up my bruddas Haile and Louis for holding it down while I been gone. Back soon, ya dun kno. WSTRN season, part two." It's WSTRN season, we don't need a reason! |